Friendship is everything. Friendship is more than talent. It is more than the government. It is almost the equal of family
Don Corleone-The Godfather
Romano.
I heard a noise, howl of pain coming from the vault. What the hell was happening? I knew Raph had gone to bed and there was no way in hell that was Bruno. Bastard loved sleeping too much to be down there at this hour without some urgency. I couldn't go back to sleep.
I might as well get up! I thought as I dressed up in jeans and a T-shirt before making my way down.
Shit! I muttered.
I have known Raphael for over a decade. He was a ruthless killer, cruel when he needed to be, but I had never seen him like this. He looked psychotic, enraged, possessed and downright angry.
"Why are you awake" I asked him as I entered the room noti
